Name: over and over (p. anpu) by ANPU
Duration: 1 min 45 s
Description: PROD ME

Prod. Andrew Luce

Lyrics: 
[Hook]
10 racks for the glass, and I’m trippin’ out 
Where I go, where I go yeah I’m trippin’ now 
Flying 1st class and I’m flying around the world 
Where the fuck you sitting bitch 
yeah you’re sitting your ass at home 

[Chorus]
Gucci, Chanel boy you kiss and tell 
Where I’m from, riding with a gun 
Yeah I’m strung, flipping off the sun
Bitches bad, glaze ‘em honey bun 

[Verse 1]
Lost in the sauce I think I got out 
These bitches really horny when I’m brought out 
Lost in the club I see the strobe lights 
Yeah I’m blinded from the lights I think I got right 
I don’t go outside I don’t like the sunlight 
It burn my fucking skin it don’t feel right 
Ridin’ ‘round town yeah I got that 
Drugs on demand yeah I want that 

[Verse 2]
Got 2 kilos in my bricked house 
Bitches want me cause I hit doubt 
Riding 'round town and I hit town 
Fuck it up and I hit now
I’ma hit now gonna make a list now 
Tell you everything bad about you, got too
I don’t give a fuck bitch I doubt you, got two 
I can make you cry but I ain’t bout too, fuck you 

[Hook]
10 racks for the glass and I’m trippin’ out 
Where I go, where I go yeah I’m trippin’ now 
Flying 1st class and I’m flying around the world 
Where the fuck you sitting bitch yeah you’re sitting your ass at home 

[Chorus]
Gucci, Chanel boy you kiss and tell 
Where I’m from, riding with a gun 
Yeah I’m strung, flipping off the sun
Bitches bad, glaze ‘em honey bun

Where I Go

feels like never w may + capoxxo [michaelwarren]

All my words dont mean much
I can tell by yo eyes and yo mean mug
you dont wear no disguise you dont need one
you got your head up in the sky with a big rush
nicotine backwoods and some pills crushed
she got a problem with herself like the rest of us
oh oh yeah
dont trip dont slip dont run baby
she a baddie let me hit it when i want lately
problem after problem popping up
baby i roll with the punched toughen up
i love you for who you are
aint no switching on this side hell nah
you and i we stuck together like some velcro
hit it from the back pull her hair hold her elbow

twist it pull it bop it
twist it pull it bop it
twist it pull it bop it
twist it pull it bop it
ima let it rock
oh oh yea oh oh oh
oh ooo oh lol

no im not a knight in no shiny lil armor
So baby please lower yo guard
we can move slow 
we can keep it were we are
with you its easy 
without its hard
and i rolled a spliff in the back of the whip
she all on my dick
doing that doing this
wanna know bout my past
told her ignorance bliss oh 
i can make another hit baby i wont miss 
charge it to the scoreboard
and add it to the list
i could write a book 
with all the shit that i did
got his babymomma 
in the crib tryna suck dick
i can get petty 
already know that im him 
big 17 bitch stuffed in my pants
dont play with me baby go play your mans
youre not the one that id call ina jam

TWIST IT PULL IT..

spotify

TWIST IT PULL IT.. [p. methboiswag+silver]

.hard arizona iced tea.

PROD ME

I think I messed up
I think I messed it all up
It all up
Your so done
With me
Your so done
I see
Your icy
Your so cold
Is that me
I don’t know
I’m frozen cold
Buried in the snow


Oh oh oh
(X4)
I’m sorry I’m not here
You lost me
I’m nowhere

You let go
I stayed close
So high with my eyes closed
In love but no one knows
Not so bad as I suppose

You got me
That’s my bad
But it’s alright I want this
Please hold me
I’m destructive 
I need help
Some instructions 

I swear I felt you 
When I fell down
I took so many pills
Now it’s a countdown 
When I want you
When I need you
But it’s always the same
That I need you

I think I’m starting to panic
Cause I’ve been grinding my teeth
And you don’t think that it matters 
But I’m hurting beneath

You open me up
I was closed off
I was so stuck in my head
You wanna go to bed
Well I can’t sleep I’m filled with dread

Looking back
You don’t love me anymore
Oh oh oh oh

It was never out of sight
Still a problem
And I still wanna die
What’s the problem
I don’t really like to talk to often
Leave my body dead cold in a coffin
(X2)

Oh oh oh
(X4)
I’m sorry I’m not here
You lost me
I’m nowhere

You let go
I stayed close
So high with my eyes closed
In love but no one knows
Not so bad as I suppose

(I swear that I tried
But they didn’t like me
But it’s not their fault cause their nothing like me
It’s hard to understand what you can’t believe in
I talk to myself don’t know what I’m seeing)
(X2)

Looking back
You don’t love me anymore
Oh oh oh oh

It was never out of sight
Still a problem
And I still wanna die
What’s the problem
I don’t really like to talk to often
Leave my body dead cold in a coffin
(X2)

Pr0blem (p. anpu)

PROD ME

It’s been too long
I’ve waited for this
This moments my time to die
Slit wrists by the candle lights

She’s a bad shawty
Know we gotta a lot of money
They think that we’re a joke
Well I also think it’s funny

Cause I’d die for her
I’d cry again
Inside my head
Die over and over again

Had a bad dream
Last night oh
And I don’t think I’m alright now 

Who do I call
When it’s my fault
I’m in love with the drugs
Till I’m on the asphalt

Oh oh 
You 
Can’t let you go
It’s true 
Your in my soul
It’s you
That’s all I know 

Spread my wings till they break
Till they break
Heart ache 
Heart aches
By the lake
I’ve been up all night
See my blood on the knife
I don’t really wanna die
I just really wanna fly

asphalt (p. anpu)

over and over (p. anpu)

lyrics:

smokin on pot
i cannot stop
rolly my wrist
diamond the clock
fans in the stands
yeah they gon watch
spendin a band
im at the shops
poppin a bean 
and im pourin lean up
in my white tee
yeah you know im t'd up

mason margiela with ysl top
hannah montana got dope in my sock
lean with the fanta i pour up this wok
lean with the fanta i pour up this drop 
bro got the stick and he gon let it pop
you can just talk, you can just watch
kush is my fragrance im smokin on pot
my bro a janitor he get the mop
i po up lean in a fanta thats wok
all my designer it drip and it drop
rolly my wrist and the diamonds my watch
diamonds bling like a water faucet

smokin on pot [prod. lil soda boi]

this album is dedicated to my friend nez

produced by me

lifeline

one is from 2020 one is from 2019
prod me, mixed / mastered by me

comeover / flu

srry#

sad asf
I just say what I feel
I hope you feel what I say
IG:66Anpu
Spotify @66anpu
YouTube @66anpu

over and over (p. anpu)

ANPU

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